I think I'm gonna actually start writing here. Don't know yet what I'm gonna say but it'll surely be here.

Maybe.

How about a silly poem then?


there was a time when the fire burned within me
and the people around me were burned by the flames
but that inferno has become a spark
and im not sure if i want it to change

there was a time that my dreams soared with the eagles
flying high above the mountains in the sky
but the rains and the winds have knocked me down
and im not sure if ill ever want to fly again

there was a time that my life was full of you
all the little things you do and say and think
but the roads have stretched between us
and im not sure if ill ever see your face but in my dreams


No? No poems? Oh, well...

I'll try to think of something to say for next Monday or Tuesday night.